Taste My Heart

Taste My Heart

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I no longer have your name in the back of my throat.

At 2 in the morning when I cant breathe.

Crushed into a corner thinking about your hands on me

I no longer think of your lips on my throat

Or your hands on my waist pulling me closer to you.

I say your name like you were a stranger.

I no longer wish to remember how your voice sounded on nights when you would call me

And tell me you love me I no longer want to think of your eyes and how you would look at me with a smirk that made me weak

And I wish I could take away the taste of your lips

Or the smell of your clothes

The sensitive touch of our first time

How you melted so perfectly into my body like a puzzle piece.

I wish I could erase everything.

I no longer want you in my heart or head.

Stay out stay out stay out 


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